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Standing on a roadside cliff I am looking at the traffic below and I am thinking on how to make my mark. I want every traveler on the highway below me to know my name. I could snipe them well from up here. I could jump off into traffic and let them see me with tire treads like the animals on the side of the road. I stand here and rule out the above for the obvious reasons, but how do I do it? How do I make them understand? I want them to know everything. I want them to see it all. All I ask is for news coverage. On the tips of their tongues. A black headline folded on the door mat when you wake up the next day. I want to see the world and I want the world to see me. Is this to much to ask? I want to climb to space and burn in the stratosphere everything we know. I am mortal I am immortal. I am man. I will not die. I want you to know this for it is important. I want you to see this because I need you to. I am a star imploding pulling all that orbits me into my hole. I want to touch your face to see if you remember me. I